#soul #WildPeaceFarm

It’s utterly prosaic to feel ill.

All week, I’ve had that “crap, I’m getting sick feeling,” which manifests differently for different people.  For me, I usually feel it in my throat – like a lump in my throat.  And I am usually very aware of the lymph nodes in my necsoulk.

Anyway, I’ve not actually gotten sick yet.  Yesterday, I slowly got myself moving – took a long walk, made several pots of coffee – and then got myself over to the farm.  I found that while I was harvesting turnips and carrots, I was a little less aware of my throat and my lymph nodes.  It was refreshing to be outside, on a summery day with a light breeze, completing a repetitive task and listening to an audiobook.

I am due for a reflection, and I have a feeling that my #soul nourishment has been lacking for the past few weeks.  Yesterday was definitely a step in the right direction; more #soul nourishment to come!


#introductions #WildPeaceFarm #heart

It’s Market Day!  Yay!  🙂

I haven’t written at all about Wild Peace Farm, and today’s the day that is going to change.

Tee decided that she wanted to be a farmer years ago.  During her college years at Warren Wilson College in Asheville, NC, she worked on the college’s fully functioning farm and fell in love with it.  Three years ago, she quit her job and started Wild Peace Farm.

Now she (and I!) are living the farming life, and loving it.  We h10660188_706463402769547_4207309482714194613_nave a small CSA and we sell organic veggies each week at the Catonsville Farmers Market (Catonsville, MD) and the Druid Hill Park Farmers Market (Baltimore, MD).  This week, we sold transplants, as well as kale, arugula, tatsoi, bok choy, yukina savoy, and shitakes.

When we first started this endeavor, I wasn’t sure how I’d feel about going to the farmers market every week.  I’m not an extremely social person; I’m not unsocial, but I’m not the best at chit-chat and making small talk.  I was surprised to find that I absolutely love being at the market each week.  We have friends there, whom we don’t see all winter and rarely see from Monday through Saturday, but every Sunday, we hug and greet each other warmly.  We have many regular customers – some we know by name, some we refer to as “the guy who loves our cherry tomatoes” or “the lady who always buys all of our tomatillos.”  It’s turned out to be a beautiful, enjoyable weekly ritual, and a time that Tee and I look forward to spending together.

The name of the farm – Wild Peace Farm – is from a beautiful poem by Wendell Berry, and reminds us of the peace and joy we get from nature, the outdoors, and the wild things all around us.


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#heartsoulmindbody #balanced

Today is Tee’s birthday, and this weekend has been lovely – and very balanced.  Yesterday we had a winter work day for Wild Peace Farm, with a dozen friends volunteering to inoculate mushroom logs, plant seeds, and build bird- and bat-houses.  We ate chili and cornbread afterward, and we got to converse and laugh with some of our favorite people.  #heart

A friend of ours invited us to take a mini-adventure following lunch – looking for spotted salamanders in vernal pools by the Gunpowder River.  (Hopefully I got all these words right; this endeavor took me out of my wheelhouse.)  It was a warm, rainy afternoon.  The salamanders eluded us, but the trickling raindrops and the peace of the woods were like a meditative spell.  #soul

I’m reading two books currently – Self-Compassion and The Boston Girl, both of which I’ll likely discuss another time – and I recently subscribed to the New York Times’ crossword puzzle.  (Note: not the news.  The crossword!)  This morning, while Tee watched some soccer games, I got my butt kicked by the Sunday crossword and made progress in both books.  #mind

For Tee’s birthday, she wanted to hike from Prettyboy Reservoir to Falls Road, along the Gunpowder River.  It was snowy and treacherous in parts, but a rewarding and energizing adventure – just what I needed to kick off my spring exercise routine.  #body

During winter, I find it especially hard to maintain any kind of balance or self-care routine, so it’s been a long time since I had a weekend that nourished all four of my identified quadrants.  Cheers to a spring full of sunshine, vegetables, and balance!